31 December 2013

Sensitivity

Not that plaintiveness of calves dejected calls yet echoing and ringing just as clear, sounds you could not hear & feel no pain, not need to aid or comfort & relieve, hurt sincere that winnows in despair too deep to be denied - and you have tried - admit it honestly, you lied acclaiming you don’t empathise with tenets it implied

Admitting you’re soft won’t clear away a deep unending sympathy you sensed as somehow less than manly when its tears offend the spectre of a harder man; & yet you comprehend a choice was never but a chance throw of the dice of acumen